The Farm

The past few weeks, I have been doing quite a bit of traveling for work. Back and forth to the town that my mom grew up in. It is about 5 1/2 hours North of where we live now, a small town of about 9500 near the Canadian and North Dakota border. I spent a lot of time as a child up here, especially during the summer and I still have a lot of cousins who live up here.

My aunt now lives at the farm that she and my mother grew up at. It is nice to be able to get to spend some time with her and to reminisce about my childhood and adventures we took together.

Her older son, my cousin, also has a house on the same property. His daughter is quite the horse enthusiast and my cousin is a former rodeo star and is a true cowboy.

When I leave in the morning, this is what greets me, kind of a nice change of scenery.